The next morning

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Imagine your family all together and everyone is happy and smiling. Now imagine it all being ripped from you. That's the only was I can express how I feel. All I remember were flashes of color and pain, so much pain. I don't know exactly what happened but the next thing I know is I woke up in a soft purple bed. The room was dim and dark but I could still see through the darkness. I made my way to the door and peeked outside. It appeared I was in a large building with lots of rooms in a big hallway. It was so quiet and peaceful, I returned to my room to wait to see if anyone would come and explain exactly what happened to me.
After about and hour had passed a bell rang and I could hear footsteps outside my door and a older women walked in as she introduced herself. "Hello and good morning dear, my name is Ms.Winston, I am the director here at the orphanage. How did you sleep?" I returned her warm welcome with a shrug "how did I get here? What happened to me?" I asked. "I'm not so sure myself dearie, you were found on the front step last night looking very scared and dirty so we took you in. Would you like to come to breakfast with the other children?" I answered with a yes, I was starving, but hesitant to meet my new comrades.

A/n  
So this is just to get the story started and if I get any requests to help guide the story that would be great but if not I might be a little inactive sorry I will try to work on it as much as possible.

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